At the foot of Qingzhao'an Mountain at this time.
Ye Chen still hasn't made the decision to give up the trip.
If you just leave like this, you will really feel unwilling.
However, Lin Wan'er's analysis was not unreasonable.
Some people take great pains to remind themselves that if they continue to have their own way, it would be a bit too conceited.
Thinking of the word arrogance, Ye Chen suddenly realized that his current strength was actually far from enough in the face of the unknown.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Chen smiled bitterly and said calmly: "That master's wife should be right. My strength is not even as good as Wu Feiyan's, so I shouldn't be too conceited. Moreover, that master's wife can know your and my information and movements. It comes naturally." Not an ordinary person."
After saying that, Ye Chen looked at Lin Wan'er and said seriously: "Ms. Lin is smarter than me. Many problems are deeper than I think and she can see more clearly than I do. Since you also advised me to stop, I'd better listen. I advise you to eat enough and go back to Jinling."
Lin Wan'er, who was nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She was afraid that Ye Chen would lose his temper, so she would stick to one goal and never waver no matter what others said.
Now that Ye Chen relented and wanted to go back, she was naturally relieved.
So, like a girl with high emotional intelligence coaxing her immature boyfriend, she held his arm and said with a smile: "Young master, although he has stopped here today, he will not stop here forever. He just came here first this time. Go back and have a good rest. After you are fully prepared, wait for a better time to come again. Experts often say that this is called a strategic retreat." Ye Chen inevitably said a little depressed: "A retreat is a retreat, there is no such thing as a strategic retreat . Lin Waner looked at him and asked with a smile: "Master, you must have never climbed Mount Everest and Mount K2, right?"
Ye Chen nodded and said, "I haven't climbed it, what about you?"
Lin Waner smiled proudly. Said: "The slave family has been there, more than once."
As she spoke, she eloquently said: "A few decades ago, when mountaineering equipment was still very crude, it was very difficult for people to climb Mount Everest and K2, especially K2. People have tried for more than 50 years without success. Climbing to the top, countless efforts have turned back somewhere in the middle, but fortunately in the past fifty years, there are always people who can push the turning point higher until they finally reach the top." Lin Wan'er looked at Ye Chen said with a smile: "Regardless of whether Master is still alive or not, based on his cultivation more than three hundred years ago, he should be the strongest among all the practitioners known to Master, right?" Ye Chen nodded: "As far as I know, Meng Changsheng is first and Wu Feiyan is second."
"That's right." Lin Wan'er, who held Ye Chen's arm, pulled Ye Chen's arm down like a coquettish girl and smiled shyly. He said: "Young master, you just regard the two of them as Mount Everest and Mount K2. Today, Qingzhao Temple is the end point of the first summit. Next time, treat this place as the base camp for the summit, and push forward step by step. Eventually, we will reach the summit." The day we succeed."
Ye Chen sighed softly, nodded and said, "That's the only way it can be."
Seeing that Ye Chen was finally relieved, Lin Wan'er felt relieved.
At this moment, she is like a newly married young lady in ancient times. She only has her "husband" in her eyes, and her "husband" is everything to her. If her "husband" is happy, she doesn't feel hard even eating glutinous rice bran. But If the "husband" is unhappy, even the delicacies will make her feel like chewing wax.
She was most afraid that Ye Chen would not know how to retreat. Now it seemed that although Ye Chen was somewhat unwilling to do so, he had at least accepted the teacher's advice.
Although it can be seen that there is still some depression left, these depressions are left to myself to enlighten and comfort.
So, she took Ye Chen's arm and turned around and walked on the way she came.
Ye Chen walked with his head down, and Lin Wan'er beside him was thinking of ways to ease his mood, and asked him expectantly: "Master, do you think the mother of Pucha has grown up and grown more leaves in the past two days?"
Ye Chen said casually: "It should grow bigger. As for the leaves, it shouldn't be a big problem to pull out three or five more buds."
Lin Wan'er said with a smile: "Then after we go back, the slave family will take out the new buds. Pick it off, kill the green leaves and give it to the young master to have a taste."
Ye Chen asked curiously: "Isn't the process of making Pu'er tea very troublesome? After processing, it needs to be stored and fermented, right?"
Lin Wan'er smiled and said: " In fact, you can drink it after it is cured. It just lacks the fermentation taste, but it also has a fresh and soft flavor. Generally speaking, only freshly picked tea leaves can be cured immediately. The requirements for freshness and time are strict. So most people don't have the opportunity to taste it."
Ye Chen asked her with a smile: "Don't you treasure the leaves of the mother of Pucha, why are you so generous now."
Lin Wan'er smiled shyly and said softly: "The mother of Pucha has such a strong vitality, there should be no problem in picking a little. Isn't that what the young master said."
Ye Chen knew that Lin Wan'er wanted to make him happy, but he was not troubled by this matter all the time, so he She smiled and said: "Let her grow the leaves of the mother of Pucha. If you pick too many, you may not be able to sleep." Lin Wan'er shook her head and said seriously: "As long as the master is happy, there is nothing I can't bear to do."
Ye Chenhui He smiled in his heart and nodded slightly. He knew Lin Wan'er's thoughts and was a little moved in his heart. He always felt that it was a bit embarrassing for a big man to have a little girl to circle around and coax him, so he said to her: "Yes. After Miss Lin, Wu Feiyan should not dare to touch China again in the short term. There will definitely be no risks in the future. What are your plans next?"
Lin Waner saw that Ye Chen had changed the subject, so she smiled and said: "The slave family plans to go back to school, but then it will be a day school. Purple Mountain Villa will take care of the mother of Pucha every day. In addition, Lao Qiu may need to prepare a plane and go to Erlang Mountain in southern Yunnan on weekends to take care of the tea garden there. ."
Ye Chen smiled and said, "That must be very busy."
Lin Wan'er nodded and said seriously: "It's better to be busy. In fact, the slave family hasn't been so busy for many years. In the past, I was always worried about being caught by Wu Feiyan, so I didn't dare to run around. In recent years, I have been staying at home all day, except for fiddling with some things. Apart from making porcelain, writing, and painting, I can do almost nothing. I even wanted to raise a small and cute Juanshan cow. In the future, Wu Feiyan's sense of oppression should be relaxed, and she can be busy more." Ye Chen Seeing Lin Wan'er's expectant look, she couldn't help but feel happy for her.
Ye Chen knows that for this little girl who has lived for more than three hundred years, the next period of time may be the period of least pressure for her except childhood. For her, even if she is busy, she will definitely be more stressed. happy.
Thinking of this, he felt that this trip to southern Yunnan was not in vain, and his mood eased a bit.
The two of them climbed up the second mountain step by step along the way they came. When they were halfway up, the altitude had already exceeded the peak where Qingzhao'an was located. Lin Wan'er suddenly stopped and turned around. Looking at Qingzhao'an in the distance somewhat absentmindedly, he seemed to be thinking about something.
Ye Chen saw her stopping and looking back with a thoughtful look on her face, so he asked her: "What is Miss Lin thinking about?"
Lin Wan'er frowned slightly and whispered softly: "The slave family is thinking that the master wife told the slave family about Wu Feiyan and Po Qinghui talked about hatred, fate, and even an ancient Greek myth, but...but..."
Ye Chen asked: "But what?"
Lin Wan'er pursed her lips, her voice was a little louder, with a hint of She said with some confusion: "But she only didn't tell the slave family about Buddhism..."
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